"Of course it's for my little mom, otherwise, it can be given to my mother too!"

Ximen Qing pursed his lips at the bone tiger next to him.

A black light flashed, spiritual energy spread, and the huge bone tiger figure disappeared.

A long-haired girl wearing exquisite black armor has appeared on the spot.

She hugged Ximen Kuanglang's thick arms affectionately, raised her head and looked at him lovingly.

Ximen Kuanglang blushed and put the golden hairpin in his hand on the opponent's dark hair.

Seeing all this, Ximen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, having Aunt Mo to help her.

I don't need to take this beating.

It's a pity that Little Mom Mo is only at the peak of the seventh level, and she can only barely transform into a human form for a few minutes, and she can't speak yet.

If your bloodline reaches the heaven level and your cultivation reaches the eighth level, it won't be a problem to transform into a permanent form.

"Dad, look, my cultivation level has broken through to the third level!" After getting nervous, Ximen Qing tried to take credit.

"Um?"

"What an embarrassing thing! When you say it, I'll be even more angry! The breakthrough is so slow, I have to give you a beating today!!"

Ximen Kuanglang's hair stood on end as he bent down and picked up the broken belt on the ground.

"Bo!"

The black-armored girl next to him stood up on tiptoes and kissed him on the face, then stretched out her slender fingers and pointed at her cherry-colored lips.

The meaning is obvious.

Kiss me quickly!

"Dad, I... I'm leaving first, so I won't disturb you and my little mom..."

Glancing at his little mother gratefully, Ximen Qing took Goudan and Fan Tong and quickly slipped away into the distance.

"The traitor!"

Staring fiercely at Ximen Qing's disappearing figure, an abnormal blush appeared on Ximen Kuanglang's face.

He glanced around to make sure no one was around, and quickly and secretly kissed the cherry-colored lips of the girl in black armor who was waiting eagerly.

Ximen Kuanglang shook his arm.

She stared straight at the other person's white hair on the temples, and then looked at Ximen Qing's back, which was about to disappear.

"How could I really be willing to beat him? He broke through to the third level. I'm so happy that it's not in a hurry."

A few crystal tears slowly flowed down from the corners of Ximen Kuanglang's eyes. The general who commanded a hundred thousand feathered forest guards cried.

My son, when he was a child, was a real genius.
Chapter completed!